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Last night

Last night when I came home
I was thinking of you, not feeling alone
The scent of Jasmine filled the air
As I pranced up the stairs without a care
I smile when I think of what was the cause
In that moment of time when we stopped to pause
As I bent down you lifted your face
Our lips did meet in a moment of grace
Written by Kmsd
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